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1 I had a small silk handkerchief tied round my throat; I had my gloves.
Jane EyreBy Charlotte Bronte Get Context In CHAPTER XXVIII
2 I dared not offer her the half-worn gloves, the creased handkerchief: besides, I felt it would be absurd.
Jane EyreBy Charlotte Bronte Get Context In CHAPTER XXVIII
3 There she sat, staid and taciturn-looking, as usual, in her brown stuff gown, her check apron, white handkerchief, and cap.
Jane EyreBy Charlotte Bronte Get Context In CHAPTER XVI
4 She had on a red cloak and a black bonnet: or rather, a broad-brimmed gipsy hat, tied down with a striped handkerchief under her chin.
Jane EyreBy Charlotte Bronte Get Context In CHAPTER XIX
5 I was prepared for the hot rain of tears; only I wanted them to be shed on my breast: now a senseless floor has received them, or your drenched handkerchief.
Jane EyreBy Charlotte Bronte Get Context In CHAPTER XXVII
6 And as to the woman who would not take my handkerchief in exchange for her bread, why, she was right, if the offer appeared to her sinister or the exchange unprofitable.
Jane EyreBy Charlotte Bronte Get Context In CHAPTER XXVIII
7 Burns obeyed: I looked at her narrowly as she emerged from the book-closet; she was just putting back her handkerchief into her pocket, and the trace of a tear glistened on her thin cheek.
Jane EyreBy Charlotte Bronte Get Context In CHAPTER VI
8 Miss Temple passed her handkerchief over her lips, as if to smooth away the involuntary smile that curled them; she gave the order, however, and when the first class could take in what was required of them, they obeyed.
Jane EyreBy Charlotte Bronte Get Context In CHAPTER VII
9 She, too, was attired in oriental fashion: a crimson scarf tied sash-like round the waist: an embroidered handkerchief knotted about her temples; her beautifully-moulded arms bare, one of them upraised in the act of supporting a pitcher, poised gracefully on her head.
Jane EyreBy Charlotte Bronte Get Context In CHAPTER XVIII